Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Saturday, February 23, 2013

no matter what, i always come back to buffy. she's there for me when i need her, she's safe and secure, she doesnt change.
needing buffy is scary sometimes because i know what it means. it means i need to stop, hide, close my eyes and open them in sunnydale for a while until the big bad goes away.

Friday, February 01, 2013

And then it's 430 the last time you remember looking at the time
And then it's time to get up and you are somehow in the kitchen, already dressed
Ten minutes til you leave and you're standing at the front door but can't touch the handle
The phone call is made of apologies and tears
Now you're in your sons bed with the door shut, listening to the dogs worry up and down the stairs
And you don't want to be found